Chapter 10: Floor Plan To Togetherness

For the two days after Rita's holes had been unveiled, they were kept in constant, almost non-stop, use. Apparently both the boys and the girls felt they'd been cheated out of 24 hours of valuable fucking time and they were determined to claim it back.

Everyone was pretty happy with the new system for keeping their sex quotas up, and the girls especially were happy to have their daily supply of cum back.

Three girls however still looked somewhat down, even though they made frequent stops at the wall, and as Dominatrix gave her Red Toy her daily bed time spanking, the Anderson girls looked on sadly.

"What's wrong with you three," Melissa said, "I can't believe you look so down when things are going great."

"It might be great," Hannah said, "but it's not perfect. My poor master is feeding me daily, but I can't feed him, and though I get to feel his beautiful cock in me three times a day, I don't get to feel him brutalizing me like that," with her head she pointed toward Jenny and Sandy.

"I know what she means," Ana said, "Patty still hasn't been able to find a good excuse to justify her being in here with me long enough to properly feed me. So I may be getting lots of cum, but I need my Patty juice."

"Well Dolly's been complaining a little about that too," Melissa agreed, "I mean shouldn't the fact that her sister lives here be excuse enough for her to be allowed a little extra time here?"

"What about you Lana," Ana asked, "Why do you look so down? I mean you and Katrina were able to get into the infirmary with that 'upset stomach' story and spent two hours being fed hot cream by Randy to sooth your stomachs."

Lana looked sadly at where Sandy was moaning erotically with every slap of Jenny's hand and said sadly, "My Master hasn't given me a single spanking since we've been here either."

This statement coming from the Orgasm Queen caused them all, even Hannah who was currently saddest of all, to crack up. But then, Hannah pulled Lana over her lap and started giving her summer pet a nice, well earned spanking.

"I can't believe Lana is letting herself be treated like that," Debbie said, "What's gotten into her, she never accepts that kind of treatment?"

"Actually," Katrina said suddenly thinking of something, "She does, at least once a week."

"What do you mean," Debbie asked curiously.

"Her private sessions with Ron are all for the sole purpose of keeping her submissive self happy and in check; hidden in the closet so to speak," Katrina explained.

"You mean like the reverse of the Mistress' last Saturday of the month visits, where Hannah gives full reign to her dominating dark side so as not to have to see her again for the rest of the month," Debbie said a little perplexed.

"Something like that," Katrina said, looking back at her Queen and adding, "I think the thought of Ron not being able to give her her weekly control therapy for two months may have had a stranger effect on the Orgasm Queen than anyone imagined."

"Yes Master, more please more, I've been a bad slave and I deserve to be spanked," they heard Lana scream.

"Which of those two is the Erotic Psycho again," Dolly whispered.

The next morning Patty came to the bunk house as Hannah, Jenny, Katrina and Le-Ann were all getting some morning cocktails and said, "We told you to lock the door when you're—umm—occupied. Anyone can just walk in."

"Patty," Ana said running over and kissing her, "Well it's about time you passed by to see us, where have you been?"

"I'm sorry Sugar but I had to prepare an acceptable program for my department before the first meeting today. Your bunk house and the Navaho's are my first students. It's after breakfast and it's a painting class."

"Painting," Ana said, "Patty I didn't know you could paint?"

"Just a little, but I need a good assistant; which is one of the reasons I popped in early today." She had gone over to Dolly and given her a strong hug and a kiss, and one to Melissa as well.

"You're here to pick a T.A.," Ana said a little mischievously.

"Yes I am," and on saying this she went over to Rita's bunk and said, "Do you think you can do it Rita. Help supervise the class I mean. It's two hours long and basically I've divided it into three parts: The first half-hour I give a lecture and a demonstration of a certain form of art, for the next hour the campers are given the necessary tools and equipment to attempt to recreate the art themselves, and the last half hour I work individually with some of the campers that show an interest in Art, especially those that show great artistic promise."

Ana was looking a little hurt at Patty's selection of Rita over her. Patty noticed her look and suddenly grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto her lap. "As the class assistant you'd be in charge of the one hour self-work portion; should anyone want or need any help during that time you'd be there."

"And you," Rita questioned smiling.

"During that time I'll be preparing the next session's class with my Private Assistant in my office, we should not be disturbed," she gave Ana's body a squeeze and kissed her on the neck.

"So why else are you here," Rita asked still smiling, "You said picking an assistant was one of the reasons."

"Yes, well the other is to find a good gallon of cunt juice to calm me before my first session today; any idea where I can find some?"

Ana instantly leapt off Patty's lap and pulled her to her bunk where after pulling Patty's skirt off she fell into a 69 with her.

Hannah, who had finished at the wall, went over to Ana's bunk and whispered something into Patty's ear. Without removing her mouth from Ana's flowing twat, Patty gave Hannah a quick nod, and Hannah gave her a simple thank you smile.

After breakfast, several of the staff members went to different tables gathering up the first campers to participate in their respective activities; Patty went to the Riverdale table and picked up the girls and made a quick stop at the Navaho table to pick up the six girls there. Clark Sanders picked up the boys from the Riverdale, Apache and Navaho (boys) tables to lead them on their first mountain hike (it would last three hours).

As they entered the Art bunk Lana suddenly said, "My Master isn't here?"

None of them had noticed when Hannah had separated from them and taken a detour back to the Riverdale bunk house after leaving the meal bunk.

"She's okay," Patty said, "she just asked to be excused from this first class because she was feeling a little down and could use a bit more rest."

"Maybe she hurt her hand slapping your butt yesterday," Ana joked whisperingly.

Lana rubbed her sore butt a little and said, "Nah, she couldn't have hit me that hard; you didn't see me having any cum attacks at the breakfast table did you?"

"Okay class," Patty said, "We're going to start with some simple classic art." Patty went to an easel and began showing samples of well known paintings and explaining what made them art.

In the girls' bunk house, in the meantime, Hannah pulled the bunk nearest the divider wall forward and started crawling on the floor studying every inch of the floor. After several minutes of this she seemed satisfied and pushing the bunk back into place, went to the one across from it and began doing the same. When here, too, she seemed satisfied, she returned the bunk to normal and moved forward to the second row of bunks to begin the process again.

"Now I want everyone to paint this vase for me," Patty said, placing the vase on a table in the center of the room. The camper's easels were arranged in a circle around it so they all had equal view of the vase. Rita Mars is the class assistant and should anyone have need of anything in this next hour you should talk with her. For the most part though, you should be able to paint undisturbed, and without disturbing anyone else's concentration.

"Excuse me," A brown haired girl who had taken the easel right in from of the opening that led to Patty's office said, "Where will you be?"

"I've got to prepare the next session; my Private Assistant will be helping me with that. Come on Ana, my office is right this way."